It wasn’t a completely conscious process, but the world and everything in it has grown increasingly beautiful since April Fool’s Day, 1994 — the last day of my Microsoft tenure and the first day of… I’m still not sure what. Amazing what happens when you stop seeking the ugliness, stop cleverly attacking it and the people it attracts, stop praising yourself for your cleverness.
Category: Canon 5D Mark II
Can I Function Without It?
Sometimes I wonder, which parts are me and which have been bestowed upon me by some arbitrary process or event, parts which are momentarily useful but, in the long term, become a distraction, or potentially lethal, like the appendix surgeons removed when I was five, moments before it killed me.
Cool on White-Washed Plywood
Cool
It said.
It said.
Cool
On a white-washed sheet of rough plywood
In a back alley
Beside railroad tracks
On the Vancouver waterfront.